Yun Jinghua felt the palm wind coming, but there was no killing intent in the palm wind, so she sat upright and ignored it.

After the two of them saw clearly, after Mo Ziqian's goal was achieved, she casually lowered her hand, and the wide cuffs covered her left hand, and then all her thoughts were on fighting against Zhuge Wuwei.

Zhuge Wuwei is very quiet and gentle when he plays chess, but his chess style is not as good as he seems on the outside.

Step by step, calm and murderous, she likes to play against such people.

Raising her eyes and glancing at Zhuge Wuwei, she suddenly changed her restrained and conservative approach when she was tempted just now, and attacked decisively and bravely.

Zhuge Wuwei's eyebrows moved, and his face followed her calmly.

She raised her eyebrows, and another sunspot fell, and Zhuge Wuwei's white son followed her sunspot.

The speed at which the two men played chess suddenly became very fast, one fell and the other followed, and in the blink of an eye, there was not much room left on the chessboard.

Gong Mingye was surprised by the chess style of the two, but his face was silent, just quietly watching the extraordinary way of playing between the only opponent in his life who he took seriously and the woman who had just amazed him.

He carefully observed the layout of the white and black pieces on the chessboard, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, if he was not in the know, he would definitely think that these two people were in a mess, but in fact, each of these two people was just the right place, and it was very important to attack and retreat and defend.

He suddenly thought of his chess skills, in Tiansheng, his attainments in chess skills are already outstanding, which is beyond the reach of many people, but the two people in front of him, chess skills are above him.

Zhuge Wuwei can understand him, and he knows that he is not an ordinary person.

Four years ago, he read the dossier of Zhuge Wuwei's defense in front of the palace, and it was indeed a unique literary talent, and there were few people in the world who could match Zhuge Wuwei's half of the score, so he has always admired him and has been guarding against him.

As the heir to the throne, he must have such an awareness, and find out the details of every official in the Qing Dynasty.

As for "Bai Mulan", he has a deep confusion in his heart, such a woman, whether it is from words and deeds or behavior, can tell at a glance that she is from a high-ranking family, but how could the daughter of a high-ranking family end up in a place like Qinglou?

Who the hell is she? What's really going on at home? Who was her father, the man who was certain from her words to be deceased? How to teach such a unique daughter as her?

Unique? Gong Mingye twisted his eyebrows, a little surprised that he actually used such a word to describe it.

He thought about it, this is indeed undeniable, the woman in front of him is indeed unique, in this world, I am afraid that there is no woman who dares to be disrespectful to him like her, and provoke him everywhere. She is also the person who has succeeded in angering him so far, except for Zhuge Wuwei.

His eyes swept back and forth between the two, his eyes flowing, and he turned to sit down on the soft couch beside him, looking down condescendingly at the changes in the chess game.

At this time, Mu Jinxiu walked in, she looked at a few people in the room, sensitively caught a trace of strange breath in the air, and the two thin willow eyebrows moved.

After the last, she glanced at Mo Ziqian a few more times, and quietly came to sit down near the palace night with doubts, not very far from him, but kept reserved and did not get too close to him.

Her flashing watery eyes swept away, a little nervous, and a little shy stared at Zhuge Wuwei a few times, and her pretty face was dyed red in an instant, and her heart fluttered.

It turns out that this is Prime Minister Zhuge Cheng, and he is really beautiful and beautiful, a little more handsome than the prince's brother, just like a clean and flawless snow lotus, holy and yearning.

But she didn't dare to look at it too much, for fear of being discovered by Gong Mingye and others. After inwardly ordering herself to look away, she turned to the chessboard with many white and black pieces, and watched the two of them play against each other for some reason.

The fight between the two has entered the white-hot state at this time, and the speed of the falling piece is a little slower than just now, because the more it reaches the last moment, every chess piece is the key to determining life and death, and if you are not careful, you will lose Jingzhou carelessly.

After Zhuge Wuwei dropped a white child, Yun Jinghua pondered for a longer time than before, she raised her eyes and glanced at the person opposite, and in the depths of her phoenix eyes was a shrewd ghost light floating.

Zhuge Wuwei noticed her gaze, smiled and raised his head to meet her gaze, and the corners of his mouth curved in a warm and intoxicating arc. "Miss Mulan, it's your turn."

The tail of her eyebrows moved, and she looked at the calmness and calmness in the man's eyes, and a little displeasure flashed in her heart.

Is this person looking down on her and thinking that she will definitely lose to him today?

She didn't look at the chessboard, and her hand, which was dangling in the air, suddenly changed direction, and the piece landed in another place. The reason why she stopped just now was because she was weighing how to make this step better, not because she didn't know how to go.

She curled her lips and chuckled, her voice as pleasant as a jade bead. "Prime Minister, it's your turn."

"Miss Mulan, are you sure that's where you want to put it?" Zhuge Wuwei glanced at the place where she had landed, raised his eyes and smiled at her. "You won't regret it?"

She smiles calmly and gracefully, as well as with confidence. "Sure, Mulan never regrets chess."

"Huh! That's fine. ”

With a slight lift of her right hand, a white piece landed next to the spot she had hesitated about.

"Smack!" There was a soft sound, accompanied by the man's warm and pleasant voice.

"You, lost."

Gently, the winner is decided.

Yun Jinghua was slightly startled, and hurriedly looked down, and sure enough, after the white seed fell, the situation changed instantly.

What surprised her even more was that the son who played a decisive role fell next to the place where she hesitated, if she hadn't changed that step temporarily, she might have had a chance to turn over, but now......

She lost! Unable to return to the sky!

She stared at the black and white chessboard in a daze, a little incredulous for a moment, and it took a while for her to come to her senses, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale. "I lost!"

Zhuge Wuwei stared at her and said, "Compared to others, you are already very powerful, from beginning to end, I don't dare to underestimate the enemy." ”

She raised an eyebrow, wondering if that was the case? Why is it that from beginning to end, she sees someone who has always been calm and relaxed?

"But I lost after all." She suddenly changed her breath, revealing relief, "But I am convinced, the prime minister really lives up to his reputation, and he is a master who is deeply hidden." ”

Regarding her praise, Zhuge Wuwei replied without blushing and panting: "Miss Mulan has won the award, I am just an ordinary person." ”